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             A letter to his Excellency the Lord General Monck
             Albemarle, George Monck, Duke of, 1608-1670.
          
           1 sheet ([1] p.)
           
             [s.n.],
             London :
             Printed in the year. 1659. [i.e. 1660]
          
           
             Signed: Your Servant and Honorer T.S.
             Complaining of the proceedings of the Rump.
             Annotation on Thomason copy: "Feb. 18."
             Reproduction of the original in the British Library.
          
        
      
    
     
       
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           A
           LETTER
           To
           his
           EXCELLENCY
           The
           Lord
           General
           MONCK
           .
        
         
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
          
        
         
           AMongst
           the
           throng
           of
           persons
           that
           crowd
           to
           tell
           their
           Grievances
           ,
           and
           to
           beg
           your
           relief
           ,
           as
           an
           
             English-man
          
           I
           cannot
           be
           unconcern'd
           ,
           nor
           you
           in
           Justice
           refuse
           to
           hear
           me
           :
           I
           do
           not
           intend
           to
           trouble
           you
           with
           a
           long
           series
           of
           the
           unhappy
           War
           ,
           your
           own
           Experience
           in
           that
           is
           able
           to
           inform
           you
           ;
           but
           onely
           to
           give
           you
           some
           little
           accompt
           faithfully
           of
           what
           hath
           happen'd
           since
           
             Lambert's
          
           last
           Interrupting
           that
           which
           so
           daringly
           assumes
           the
           Name
           of
           a
           PARLIAMENT
           ,
           with
           more
           Impudence
           than
           Justice
           ,
           with
           more
           Madness
           than
           Merit
           :
           When
           
             Lambert
          
           had
           by
           violence
           forc'd
           the
           Members
           from
           sitting
           in
           the
           House
           ,
           and
           as
           indiscreetly
           left
           them
           at
           liberty
           ,
           you
           were
           then
           the
           onely
           person
           who
           might
           visibly
           restore
           them
           ,
           then
           they
           look'd
           upon
           you
           as
           their
           Redeemer
           ,
           which
           you
           really
           were
           .
           Having
           now
           once
           more
           by
           your
           favour
           gras'pd
           a
           power
           which
           they
           believ'd
           they
           should
           not
           out-live
           ,
           to
           secure
           themselves
           as
           well
           from
           you
           as
           others
           ,
           they
           commanded
           you
           up
           ,
           and
           under
           a
           pretence
           of
           taking
           you
           into
           an
           Administration
           of
           Affairs
           with
           them
           ,
           in
           stead
           of
           a
           
             General
          
           which
           you
           were
           in
           the
           
             North
             ,
          
           and
           his
           
             Excellency
             ,
          
           they
           made
           you
           a
           single
           
             Commissioner
             ,
          
           the
           last
           of
           foure
           ;
           and
           lest
           that
           number
           ,
           whereof
           three
           were
           a
           
             Quorum
             ,
          
           should
           not
           ballance
           you
           ,
           they
           added
           another
           ;
           so
           that
           you
           must
           be
           over-awed
           in
           Vote
           ,
           and
           submit
           to
           those
           who
           never
           yet
           durst
           openly
           make
           you
           their
           Enemy
           ,
           and
           are
           unfit
           to
           be
           your
           Friends
           .
           When
           they
           saw
           (
           with
           Eyes
           full
           of
           Malice
           and
           Jealousie
           )
           how
           your
           whole
           March
           was
           but
           one
           entire
           Triumph
           ,
           and
           that
           all
           persons
           ,
           of
           all
           Conditions
           ,
           Ages
           ,
           and
           Sexes
           ,
           met
           you
           ,
           either
           to
           unbosome
           themselves
           and
           tell
           their
           Miseries
           ,
           and
           pray
           your
           Help
           ;
           or
           ,
           give
           you
           the
           Acclamations
           due
           to
           a
           Blood-less
           Victory
           ;
           they
           now
           thought
           you
           too
           great
           and
           too
           good
           to
           live
           ,
           and
           were
           preparing
           your
           Herse
           and
           Cypress
           ,
           while
           you
           brought
           them
           the
           Olive-branch
           of
           Peace
           :
           First
           ,
           to
           try
           you
           ,
           they
           offered
           you
           an
           Oath
           ,
           which
           I
           think
           no
           sober
           conscientious
           person
           will
           take
           ,
           it
           being
           in
           effect
           but
           to
           bind
           up
           the
           Hand
           of
           Providence
           ,
           and
           to
           set
           ones
           Face
           against
           that
           Power
           ,
           which
           (
           for
           ought
           we
           know
           )
           may
           intend
           us
           for
           our
           good
           ,
           or
           punishment
           ,
           what
           we
           so
           much
           fear
           ;
           and
           to
           either
           we
           ought
           quietly
           to
           submit
           .
           This
           not
           taking
           ,
           they
           endevoured
           ,
           first
           to
           render
           you
           odious
           ,
           that
           they
           might
           more
           easily
           destroy
           you
           ,
           and
           send
           you
           unpityed
           to
           your
           grave
           and
           scorn'd
           ,
           robbing
           you
           first
           of
           that
           which
           should
           have
           sweetly
           preserv'd
           your
           name
           to
           Posterity
           ,
           your
           Honour
           :
           To
           effect
           this
           ,
           they
           commanded
           you
           to
           go
           with
           your
           Army
           into
           the
           City
           ,
           and
           there
           to
           Imprison
           their
           Members
           ,
           Break
           down
           their
           Gates
           ,
           Port-cullises
           ,
           Chains
           and
           Posts
           ,
           and
           whatsoever
           look'd
           like
           a
           Fence
           for
           that
           Freedome
           hath
           so
           long
           been
           theirs
           ;
           what
           an
           angry
           and
           sad
           Face
           you
           saw
           the
           City
           wear
           for
           that
           action
           ,
           you
           know
           :
           Nor
           would
           their
           Malice
           to
           your
           Fame
           have
           ended
           here
           ,
           for
           you
           were
           to
           assist
           at
           the
           horrid
           murthering
           of
           some
           Citizens
           and
           Common-council
           Men
           ,
           whom
           they
           intended
           to
           hang
           at
           their
           own
           dores
           ,
           in
           terror
           to
           the
           rest
           ;
           when
           this
           was
           done
           ,
           you
           were
           to
           disarm
           them
           ,
           and
           to
           level
           their
           Walls
           to
           the
           ground
           ,
           and
           to
           have
           found
           in
           their
           Ruines
           your
           own
           :
           For
           ,
           when
           by
           these
           accursed
           actions
           they
           had
           fix'd
           an
           Odium
           upon
           you
           ,
           then
           were
           you
           to
           fall
           a
           sacrifice
           to
           their
           Ambition
           ,
           whom
           nothing
           can
           satisfie
           but
           the
           Tyranny
           over
           three
           Nations
           at
           once
           ,
           and
           from
           a
           Deliverer
           become
           a
           Victim
           :
           Your
           prudence
           wisely
           foresaw
           this
           ,
           and
           finding
           how
           odious
           they
           endevoured
           to
           make
           you
           ,
           and
           how
           closely
           they
           had
           contriv'd
           your
           ruine
           ,
           you
           put
           a
           stop
           to
           their
           horrid
           Designes
           ,
           and
           by
           countenancing
           the
           City
           in
           their
           Equitable
           Desires
           ,
           have
           rais'd
           in
           all
           such
           an
           admiration
           ,
           and
           for
           your self
           so
           great
           a
           stock
           of
           glory
           ,
           as
           you
           cannot
           ,
           but
           by
           some
           strange
           act
           of
           Indiscretion
           ,
           forfeit
           or
           lose
           ;
           you
           cannot
           but
           take
           notice
           to
           what
           a
           strange
           height
           of
           Joy
           that
           good
           action
           rais'd
           every
           sober
           person
           ,
           and
           if
           you
           wanted
           Inclinations
           in
           your
           own
           Soul
           to
           do
           us
           good
           ,
           you
           might
           be
           lighted
           to
           them
           by
           those
           Fires
           which
           were
           kindled
           for
           your
           Triumph
           that
           Night
           ,
           and
           would
           (
           had
           you
           gone
           on
           )
           in
           all
           probability
           ,
           have
           prov'd
           your
           Funeral
           Pile
           ,
           few
           days
           after
           .
           You
           have
           fairly
           began
           our
           Deliverance
           ,
           leave
           it
           not
           here
           ,
           for
           your
           Safety
           and
           our
           Good
           are
           so
           link'd
           together
           and
           alli'd
           ,
           that
           neither
           can
           fall
           singly
           :
           You
           have
           by
           an
           act
           of
           Honour
           and
           Justice
           exasperated
           a
           Party
           against
           you
           ,
           whose
           Principles
           are
           damnable
           ,
           whose
           Spirits
           are
           implacable
           ;
           by
           the
           one
           they
           pretend
           and
           believe
           ,
           by
           a
           strange
           kind
           of
           Saintship
           ,
           a
           Title
           to
           all
           our
           Lives
           and
           Fortunes
           ,
           and
           that
           they
           were
           by
           Grace
           born
           our
           Heirs
           ;
           by
           the
           other
           they
           have
           in
           them
           so
           great
           a
           thirst
           after
           Revenge
           ,
           like
           
             Italians
             ,
          
           they
           kill
           with
           a
           smile
           ;
           and
           however
           they
           may
           for
           Safety
           seem
           Friends
           ,
           are
           never
           to
           be
           atton'd
           ;
           How
           hardly
           they
           forget
           and
           pardon
           Injuries
           ,
           the
           late
           
             Northern
          
           Expedition
           will
           manifest
           ;
           for
           when
           the
           Officers
           of
           
             Lambert's
          
           Army
           by
           an
           early
           defection
           and
           submission
           thought
           to
           preserve
           their
           places
           ,
           though
           the
           first
           did
           their
           business
           without
           a
           blow
           strook
           ,
           yet
           not
           one
           of
           forty
           was
           continued
           in
           his
           Command
           ;
           and
           if
           they
           urge
           their
           Mercy
           to
           
             Lambert
             ,
          
           't
           is
           not
           their
           Clemency
           but
           Necessity
           ,
           hoping
           by
           his
           Interest
           among
           the
           
             Fanatiques
             ,
          
           to
           ballance
           ,
           or
           countermand
           and
           check
           your
           Power
           :
           Nor
           is
           there
           any
           thing
           so
           Sacred
           that
           can
           bind
           them
           ,
           they
           having
           violated
           all
           Covenants
           and
           Oaths
           ,
           and
           it
           is
           to
           be
           beleiv'd
           ,
           press
           others
           to
           do
           the
           like
           ,
           that
           they
           may
           make
           others
           as
           hateful
           and
           abominable
           as
           themselves
           ;
           in
           this
           imitating
           their
           Master
           the
           
             Devil
             ,
          
           who
           is
           watchful
           and
           industrious
           for
           our
           damnation
           ,
           for
           envy
           and
           company
           :
           Besides
           ,
           
             my
             Lord
             ,
          
           you
           have
           provok'd
           them
           ,
           by
           fixing
           upon
           them
           a
           Character
           in
           your
           
             Speech
             ,
          
           which
           the
           whole
           Body
           of
           our
           Language
           cannot
           equal
           ,
           and
           they
           can
           never
           forgive
           or
           forget
           ,
           for
           it
           will
           live
           as
           long
           as
           the
           name
           of
           
             RUMP
             ,
          
           that
           spawn'd
           them
           .
           Having
           thus
           deservedly
           made
           them
           your
           Enemies
           ,
           it
           is
           too
           late
           to
           make
           them
           your
           Friends
           ,
           nor
           can
           they
           expect
           it
           ;
           and
           unless
           you
           will
           be
           so
           imprudent
           as
           to
           cast
           off
           the
           love
           and
           protection
           of
           all
           sober
           persons
           ,
           and
           betake
           your self
           to
           a
           villanous
           ,
           accursed
           ,
           hated
           ,
           deformed
           Monster
           of
           Confusion
           ,
           which
           your self
           have
           condemned
           and
           branded
           with
           an
           eternal
           mark
           of
           Infamy
           ,
           you
           cannot
           own
           or
           act
           with
           them
           ,
           or
           for
           them
           :
           You
           gave
           them
           a
           fair
           time
           to
           perform
           your
           just
           Desires
           ,
           which
           they
           have
           slighted
           ,
           and
           forfeited
           your
           protection
           ;
           if
           you
           stand
           by
           them
           any
           longer
           ,
           you
           put
           your
           hand
           to
           your
           owne
           destruction
           ,
           to
           farther
           it
           ;
           and
           your
           Delay
           ,
           which
           is
           all
           they
           ask
           ,
           is
           but
           the
           
             Basis
          
           of
           your
           ruine
           ;
           you
           may
           see
           by
           their
           favourable
           censure
           of
           
             Lambert
          
           what
           they
           intend
           ;
           and
           you
           know
           who
           were
           last
           Week
           in
           consultation
           ,
           and
           what
           Party
           he
           was
           to
           head
           :
           Your
           Ignorance
           cannot
           ,
           your
           Courage
           will
           not
           ,
           Let
           not
           your
           Irresolution
           destroy
           you
           and
           the
           three
           Nations
           ;
           on
           you
           depends
           their
           hopes
           ,
           frustrate
           them
           not
           ,
           lest
           you
           fall
           with
           them
           ,
           and
           suffer
           not
           this
           Insulting
           Dragons
           Taile
           of
           Tyranny
           to
           oppress
           us
           longer
           ;
           you
           have
           a
           glorious
           opportunity
           put
           by
           Providence
           into
           your
           hands
           to
           make
           your self
           Great
           and
           Safe
           ,
           Beloved
           of
           Good
           men
           ,
           and
           Terrible
           to
           the
           Bad
           ,
           lose
           it
           not
           by
           Delaying
           ;
           that
           (
           when
           your
           Name
           is
           read
           in
           the
           number
           of
           those
           Deliverers
           whom
           Fame
           and
           Truth
           have
           faithfully
           committed
           to
           Posterity
           )
           you
           may
           be
           remembred
           with
           Joy
           and
           Honour
           in
           after
           Generations
           :
           But
           ,
           if
           on
           the
           contrary
           ,
           your
           patient
           but
           dangerous
           expecting
           from
           these
           Tyrants
           a
           Settlement
           ,
           make
           you
           lose
           the
           Glory
           of
           so
           brave
           an
           Action
           ,
           you
           will
           assuredly
           fall
           with
           our
           Hopes
           ,
           unpityed
           ,
           accursed
           ,
           and
           with
           your
           own
           ,
           conclude
           the
           three
           Nations
           Tragoedy
           .
        
         
           
             Your
             Servant
             and
             Honorer
             T.
             S.
             
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
           
             LONDON
             ,
          
           Printed
           in
           the
           Year
           .
           1659.
           
        
      
      
  

